The atmosphere of the scene became solemn with Han Wu's shout, and there was silence, some teenagers looked at Han Wu worriedly, while others gloated a little.

Ye Guochang's old spirit warrior's face also sank, he glared at Han Wu fiercely and continued: "If it were your grandfather, he would never say such a thing. ”

Hearing the word "grandpa", Han Wu's body suddenly shook, and then lowered his head weakly.

"Who is Han Wu's grandfather?" In an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by strange people, Yi Jun had too many unknowns, but fortunately, there was also an Uncle Dai Zong by his side, he hurriedly asked.

"Old General Han Qianzhong, one of the four great god generals of Dashun, have you heard of it?" Even if he is a little older than those teenagers, Dai Zong doesn't dare to breathe here, because these teenagers are all spiritual warriors, and all of them are nobler than him, at this time, listening to Yi Jun's question, he hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered.

After hearing Dai Zong's words, Yi Jun's body shook slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Han Wu with some awe.

The four great gods of Dashun are famous, and they are even more famous than His Majesty the Emperor in the people, they are the Zhendong God General Yue Yingsheng, the Zhenxi God General Qin Yue, the Zhenguo God General Zhang Jun, and the Yellow River God General Han Quanzhong.

For these four people, the folk have always said that they can soar through the clouds and fog and take the enemy's head thousands of miles away, for these words, Yi Jun originally thought that they were exaggerated, thinking that they were the subjective conjecture of ignorant women and children, but now it seems that these four people should be spiritual warriors with strong force.

"Han Wu turned out to be the grandson of Han Duzhong's divine general, and there was indeed a dragon and a crouching tiger in the temple. After receiving this information, Yi Jun's yearning for the Holy Church couldn't help but go one level further, and he was even more happy that he was able to enter the Holy Church.

"Yi Jun, come with me. Han Wu didn't dare to raise his head, but Ye Guochang's old spirit was a little angry, and he couldn't help shouting at Yi Jun a little louder, which caused all the teenagers to look sideways, and there was an extra layer of worry in their eyes when they looked at Yi Jun.

However, Yi Jun didn't think so.

What happened next confirmed Yi Jun's conjecture, and as the old spirit man walked into his separate tent, Yi Jun did not receive the old spirit man's cold words, and was even given a seat, which was only half a meter away from the old spirit man's seat.

It's just that, sitting there, Yi Jun is a little cramped and uneasy.

It's not that Yi Jun has poor psychological quality and can't be natural and generous in front of strangers, but because the old spirit man just looked at him quietly and didn't take the initiative to speak, but when Yi Jun wanted to speak, the old man waved his hand slightly and stopped him from talking.

In this way, the atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant and dull, and Yi Jun couldn't help but feel uneasy and cramped, and his eyes didn't dare to look around, so he had to sit dullly with his eyes, nose, nose, mouth, and heart.

After a full quarter of an hour, the old spirit finally spoke, and the first sentence was very casually, only to hear him ask, "Yi Jun, how old are you?"

"I just turned sixteen this year. Yi Jun hurriedly said, looking at the old man, taking the opportunity to move his body, which was a little stiff because of the tension.

"Your father's name is Yi Wenjing?" asked Ye Guochang, the old spiritual master.

Yi Jun nodded.

"When was he escorted out of Beijing?" the old spiritual priest asked again.

Yi Jun was a little puzzled by the meaning of Ye Guochang's question, but he still replied very politely: "My father took the examination in the spring of the twenty-sixth year of Wude, and the entire examination room was arrested just after the exam, and he was soon escorted out of Beijing. ”

"That's April or May, so you were just born at the time?" Ye Guochang pinched his fingers and calculated, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

"My father said that I was only seven or eight days old, and he did not allow my mother to follow me, but my mother forced him to agree to let our mother and son follow all the way north. Yi Jun opened his mouth to speak, these words were naturally a retelling of Yi Wenjing and his mother, it may be that he had heard more about these words from his parents, and when he retold them, his eyebrows naturally brought some of his father's emotion and his mother's determination.

"Poor child!" Hearing this, Ye Guochang's old spirit showed a look of compassion on his face, and he sighed slightly and said, but the tone of his sigh was a little strange, as if it was the aftermath of a long sigh of relief, and the sigh was just a cover for the end.

This made Yi Jun feel a little strange, and he didn't know why the old spirit man had such a reaction, but Yi Jun didn't take it to heart, thinking that it was just some deep-rooted habits of the old man.

The next action of the old spirit man made Yi Jun not have time to delve into the reason for the strange tone of the old spirit just now, because at this time, the old spirit reached out and took out a jet-black stone full of holes from the box next to him.

Seeing this stone, Yi Jun's eyes were immediately attracted, this attraction was not only because Yi Jun was curious about it in his heart, but also because the stone produced a strange power, which actively attracted Yi Jun to the past, and produced a lot of visual distortions.

For a moment, Yi Jun seemed to be in a wasteland, surrounded by magnificent bubbles of various colors, one by one still, and like a shining eye, staring at Yi Junzhou's body and looking up and down.

This feeling couldn't help but make Yi Jun feel numb all over, and he panicked in the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the illusion in front of him disappeared, and the black and shiny stone full of holes that the old man Ye Guochang held in his hand seemed to have never moved.

Seeing Yi Jun quickly close his eyes, then open his eyes, and see Yi Jun's reopened eyes regained clarity, Ye Guochang's old spirit couldn't help but show a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"What did you just see?" asked Yi Jun with the black stone.

"I saw the desert and saw a myriad of eyes, each one different. Listening to the old spirit's question, Yi Jun hurriedly replied very honestly.

Hearing Yi Jun's answer, the look of surprise on Ye Guochang's face was even greater, and he couldn't help but stand up.

"Yi Jun, do you know what you mean?" Looking at Yi Jun's eyes, the old spirit priest said with a solemn expression.

Yi Jun was still as ignorant of psychic as a blank piece of paper, and although the old spirit's words were questions, he obviously didn't expect Yi Jun to answer, so Yi Jun looked at the old spirit very reverently, waiting for him to answer further questions.

Yi Jun's reaction made Ye Guochang very satisfied, which showed that the child in front of him was smart and didn't say much, and every word was thought out in his heart, which was a sign of old Cheng's seriousness.

It was already very rare to have such a performance at such a young age, at least better than more than half of the Templar students who had now followed the Nine Emperor Princes to Changbai Mountain.